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Thirty Two

After slathering on a layer of concealer, Avery examines herself in the mirror.

"That's as good as it'll get," she mutters, and glances at her phone, noticing a text from York.

"Ugh," she mutters, glancing at the bathroom door, and rolling her eyes before she hops into a sky blue silk slip dress.

Leaving her hair down in its waves from the day before, she adds a small pair of stud earrings into her lobes, and two rings in her second and third piercings.

Popping her heels on, she grabs her purse, loading it with anything she could need for the day.

Sonya growls as she comes back to life, the pain in Avery's head gone.

Thank you, Avery chirps, grabbing a dark grey blazer to throw over her dress if she gets chilly.

I hope you fall down a flight of stairs. Actually, I hope you don't, because I'll have to fix that too, Sonya grumbles, going back to ignoring Avery.

"Roman, I'm going down for breakfast," Avery shouts, before she stomps out of the room, keeping her ears sharp for any noise fr
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